For a moment, Song Qingshu wanted to give him a thumbs up and say, "What you said makes so much sense that I have nothing to say."
"Why did you kill them?" Song Qingshu still did not understand.
"Why are you so fussy?" Tchila Win was angry. But remembering that the other party was a Mongolian official, he patiently explained, "The Great Khan has always been fair with his rewards and punishments. You should know what the consequences will be if all of you were wiped out this time, right?"
Seeing Song Qingshu nod, he continued, "Wu Sun only knows how to lust for women, but he is also too soft-hearted. I know what his plan is. He wants to push the blame for this failure on the Tieyan tribe, claiming that they colluded with the Muzhuolun tribe and caused the deaths of Wochen and Borchu."
"But with so many people in such a large tribe, how can we hide the news? It's better to end it all here so that there is no evidence. "
Noticing the shock in Song Qingshu's eyes, he lowered his voice and continued, "I'm not afraid to tell you that I have a good relationship with that old bastard Wu Sun. At the same time, I have been greatly indebted to the Fourth Prince and the Fourth Princess. Just think of it as revenge for Wochen."
He was not afraid that the "Shuiyue clan" would leak this information. After all, in his view, only Wu Sun and the Shuiyue clan survived this mission. If they were to pursue the matter, neither of them would be able to escape.
Song Qingshu suddenly realized that this was the reason. This guy was truly cruel and merciless to kill hundreds of Tieyan tribesmen just to silence them. But for someone like Tchila Win, who had followed Temujin on several expeditions to the west, he was already used to massacring entire cities. A small tribe was nothing to him.
By this time, the Mongolian cavalry had already charged into the camp of the Tieyan tribe, killing everyone they saw along the way, not even women.
The Tieyan tribe was, after all, a tribe of the steppe. Every one of them was brave and skilled in battle. Soon, a group of young men charged out with weapons in hand. Unfortunately, they had gathered in a hurry and did not have a proper formation.
This time, Tchila Win had brought along two thousand elite Qie Xue. How could these people stop them?
When Song Qingshu saw the warriors of Tieyan Tribe fall into pools of blood one after another, his eyelids twitched. There were a few times when he was unable to hold himself back and wanted to attack, but there were so many Mongolian soldiers right now. There was no way he could kill them all alone.
Furthermore, it was hard to say who would be the one to kill the 2,000 elite cavalrymen charging on the plains.
"Mom ~"
Suddenly, a burst of crying could be heard. A five- or six-year-old boy ran out crying. It was obvious that he had been separated from his family. Coincidentally, he blocked Chilao Win's path.
Tchila Wen's expression didn't change at all, and he directly slashed at the child with his saber.
How could Song Qingshu hold back? He hastily leaped and rushed to save the child.
"What are you doing?" Tchilawn was immediately enraged. Many of the surrounding cavalrymen also aimed their bows, arrows, and scimitars at him.
A trace of cold sweat appeared on Song Qingshu's forehead, but he reacted quickly and immediately said, "Every time the great khan slaughters other tribes, he will leave behind children no taller than the wheels of a carriage as slaves."
Tchilawn knit his brows. The Tie Mu Tribe really did have this rule. There weren't many people on the plains and each person was a treasure. Thinking of this, he gave a snort, "After this, send these slaves to my territory."
He didn't trust the other side, so he would only be assured if he controlled them.
"Of course." Song Qingshu replied, but he was thinking about what to do next.
At this time, Tchilawn suddenly gave a surprised cry and broke out in laughter. He pointed at a figure in the distance and said, "It's said that Ya Li Xian is as beautiful as a fairy, seeing her today, it really is impressive. Don't kill this woman, let me properly enjoy her first."
At this time, Ya Li Xian was using a horse to pull a cart. Che Ku was placed on top of it and she was trying her best to lead the horse towards the desert. Perhaps the past few days together had made the normally dangerous desert become a haven for her subconscious to hide in.
But she had already been discovered, so how could she run? Tchilawn brought a group of cavalrymen to surround her, "Ze, ze, ze, this waist, this thigh, it's the best. Why are you still guarding this damned husband? Follow this old master from now on."
Ya Li Xian's face turned pale and she subconsciously looked at Song Qingshu, but she quickly looked away. She did not ask for help because she clearly understood that with this many Mongolian soldiers, the other side's martial arts would not be able to save her. Since it was like this, why would she drag him down with her?
How could Song Qingshu not understand the meaning in her eyes? He never thought that this woman would still think of others like this in a crisis, but he couldn't harden his heart and ignore her.
Just as he was thinking about how to capture Tchilawn first, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Looking in another direction, he heard the thunderous sound of hooves.
Immediately after, a series of screams came from the outermost Mongolian soldiers. A bright yellow figure riding a white camel appeared in his field of vision.
"Huo Qingtong!" Song Qingshu was both surprised and happy. Shouldn't she have already returned to the south? Why was she still here?
"Halcyon Yellow Robes!" Many of the Mongolians cried out in surprise. It was clear that this name had left a lot of fear in them.
Tchilawn was furious. Raising his sword, he called out to his subordinates, "What are you panicking for? Charge with me!"
When the Mongolian cavalry had fought with the Tieyan tribe and defeated the young men of the tribe, they all felt that the situation was settled. Many of the Mongolian soldiers dismounted and entered the tents to take advantage of the women in the tribe. Their formation had long since become a mess.
Although Tchilawn was not good at fighting, he had seen all kinds of storms when he was with Temujin. At this time, he was keenly aware that if they fought normally, they would lose. However, he had always been brave. He noticed that Huo Qingtong was only a few hundred steps away and there weren't many soldiers around. As long as he charged over, he might be able to capture the leader first.
Thinking about how if he could capture Huo Qingtong, the Muzhuolun tribe would not be able to do anything. Their relationship with the Dzungar and Ming Dynasty would be broken and the great khan would be overjoyed. Tchilawn's eyes flashed with excitement. At this moment, even a beautiful woman like Ya Li Xian was thrown to the back of his mind.
As long as he became an overlord, he would be able to get as many beauties as he wanted. Even if they were a bit lacking compared to Ya Li Xian, there would still be more of them.
In the distance, Huo Qingtong noticed the charging Tchilawn and slightly knit her brows. With a wave of her hand, she had a group of camel soldiers come over to block him.
However, Tchilawn was incomparably brave. At this time, he had abandoned his scimitar and was wielding a large knife with great vigor. His entire body was like an arrowhead as he charged into the Muzhuolun cavalry. With the help of the soldiers around him, he was able to destroy the soldiers sent to block him in an instant.
Huo Qingtong's expression finally changed. She quickly turned around and rode her camel to hide in another direction. Song Qingshu frowned as he watched this. What was this woman doing? She clearly had the initiative, so why did she put herself in danger?
"This woman must have been too pleased with herself after defeating Borghu." Tchilawn laughed out loud. As a veteran general, he was naturally worried that the enemy was deliberately luring the enemy in. However, the grassland was completely clear, so how could there be an ambush? The soldiers under her command were scattered all around, chasing after the Mongolian soldiers. She only had a hundred people with her. By the time the others came to her rescue, the battle would have already been over.
As long as he could capture this woman, it would be worth it no matter how heavy the losses were!
Tchilawn became determined and sped up again. He and his soldiers quickly crashed into this group of people.
The two sides clashed, and in an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The soldiers around Huo Qingtong were obviously the elite warriors of the Camel Army. They were not at a disadvantage when compared to Qie Xue. Their individual combat power was even greater. However, it was a pity that they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. In addition, Tchilawn had the attitude of being able to defeat ten thousand people on the battlefield. Soon, the soldiers around Huo Qingtong became fewer and fewer.
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